Puddin’ taine lyrics

Artist  : Primus 
Song : Puddin’ taine
 
Pass the pen there billy bob, I’ll write us up a
song.
Or perhaps I’ll pen a sonnet, if the melody sits
all wrong.
Hand me down a crayon, and I’ll draw a mighty
oak.
’cause of all my brother masons, I’m the quickest
with a joke.

Catch me in the right light, you’ll see my shapes
shaped to please.
And if I shank my trousers down, I’m hung just
above the knees.

You may have difficulty catchin’ breath, when you
hear my weighty name.
I’m the one that told you, told you so, they
calls me puddin’ taine.

Now step on up to dance the dance, and touch the
hand that heals.
Like the tallest hog on wall street, I’m a
wheelin’ all the deals.

They’ll carve my face in marble, they’ll etch my
name in stone.
They’ll paint my noble portrait, and historify my
home.

You may have difficulty catchin’ breath, when you
hear my weighty name.
I’m the one that told you, told you so, they
calls me puddin’ taine.